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Mar 2016
My head is aching as I hear you screaming.
My innocent brain is now full of dirt.
My ear is tired of hearing every swears you've said
My throat is aching every time I try to stop the tear
My heart is always in pain
My soul is full of hatred.
I'm young.
What if I  died tomorrow?
Maybe the pain will go away....
By:Fairy Sparks
Written by
Fairy Sparks
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   NuBlaccSoul, ryn and katie
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